Looking at the minotaurs who gathered to confront the undead, Li Ziyu fell silent. These guys... they didn't want to snatch the corpses of those black-skinned minotaurs from me, did they?
That won’t do. Don’t even think about it. The body is mine!
The minotaurs who were keeping a close eye on the undead discovered a few sneaky undead who were sneaking around like thieves and grabbed the bodies of the demonized minotaurs and dragged them towards the fortress.
A minotaur felt that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly strange and approached Mou Mou, "Chief, what should we do now?"
Don't ask me, I don't know. I have never dealt with the undead, and I don't even know if these skeletons can communicate.
Mou Mou smiled bitterly in his heart. He had just solved the crisis of the demonized minotaur, and in the blink of an eye, he was facing a group of undead. Today was really a lot of trouble.
Although his heart was numb, his expression remained calm. After all, he was the tribe leader. If he panicked, the other minotaurs would lose their courage.
Stay calm, you must stay calm.
Mou Mou stared at the undead with his big eyes, without saying a word, just staring, as if he wanted to scare the undead away with his eyes.
More than a dozen bodies of black-skinned minotaurs were dragged into the fortress. Seeing no minotaurs from the opposite side trying to stop them, Li Ziyu finally breathed a sigh of relief. At least he had gained something and the battle was not in vain. Now he had to deal with these minotaurs in front of him. He didn't know what the other party meant.
If it can be resolved peacefully, that would be the best. The Tauren are still very powerful, so it is better not to fight if possible. The bloody courage just now has passed, and reason has taken over again, making Li Ziyu start to think about what to do next.
He had never communicated with the indigenous tribe before, and this was the first time he had to communicate with the tribe. He was not clear about the rules between the tribes. In his mind, such indigenous tribes all had their own rules. If he was not careful, it would trigger a fight, so it was better to be cautious.
The two sides were deadlocked for more than ten minutes. Seeing that the Minotaur had not moved, Li Ziyu decided not to waste any more time. Since he had already got the corpse, he might as well go somewhere else and see if he could get something else tonight. So he ordered the undead to return to the fortress.
After receiving the order, the undead turned around and returned to the mobile fortress. The minotaurs became alert immediately when they saw the undead moving, but when they saw the undead walking back, they breathed a sigh of relief. Facing the legendary terrifying existence, they were still very afraid in their hearts, and they were eager for the other party to leave.
"Wait!" Mu Mu suddenly shouted after the undead had just taken two steps.
The minotaur beside him panicked and reached out to hold him back. "Chief, what are you going to do? Don't let your imagination run wild!"
Mou Mou glanced at the minotaur, swung his arms, broke free from the tribesman's arms, and with a bang, smashed the totem pole to the ground. He walked towards the undead with empty hands.
The other minotaurs didn't understand what their family leader was going to do, but it was still too dangerous to walk towards the undead without weapons. They all held the totem poles tightly in their hands, ready to rush to rescue people if any danger occurred.
The undead who were originally heading towards the fortress stopped and turned to look at Mou Mou, with the soul fire in their skulls dancing, showing both curiosity and vigilance. Seeing this, Li Ziyu in the fortress couldn't help but wonder what this minotaur was going to do.
From the beginning, Mou Mou had a feeling that the undead in front of him seemed different from the legends.
In legends, the undead are synonymous with death and hate all living creatures. They have no reason and no mercy. Wherever they go, all living things are killed. They are the enemies of all living things.
But the undead in front of them were obviously not like that. Otherwise, after killing the demonized minotaur, these undead should have attacked them regardless of anything. However, the undead did not do that. They just looked at them and were about to return to the fortress.
Maybe it's communicative.
Mou Mou thought so in his heart. He would not doubt the words left by his ancestors, but what if these undead were not the undead that his ancestors mentioned?
If they could communicate, he would like to know what the Bone Fortress was and why it appeared next to the tribe. Would it always be here? If it would always be here, he would have to consider the migration of the tribe. Being neighbors with the undead did not seem safe no matter how he thought about it.
When he came in front of the undead, Mumu was nervous and his hands were covered with sweat, but he still forced himself to remain calm and said, "Can you talk? Can we communicate?"
If not, then I'll turn around and run.
Mou Mou has made preparations. If the undead in front of him make any unusual movements, he will retreat immediately.
Li Ziyu, who had arrived at the mobile fortress, raised his eyebrows when he heard Mou Mou's words. He actually came over to chat with him, which was quite interesting. He wanted to see what he was going to say, so he controlled the undead in front of Mou Mou and sent him a message, "Okay."
A message suddenly came from the soul, making Mu Mu open his eyes wide in surprise. It was not a sound, but... it was hard to describe. It was as if he suddenly knew that the undead in front of him was expressing this meaning. It was a very strange feeling.
It turns out that they can communicate. It turns out that this is how the undead communicate. It’s good that they can communicate.
Knowing they could communicate, Mu Mu felt much more relieved. The undead showed no signs of attacking, so he quickly asked, gesturing, "Are you planning to return to that fortress? Why is that fortress next to our tribe?"
He was afraid that he would not be able to express himself clearly if he spoke too fast, so he spoke word by word, and kept moving his hands and gesticulating, which made him look a little stupid.
"You can speak normally, don't you know what this fortress is?"
Another message was transmitted into Mou Mou's soul.
Why are you asking me this? Should I know what this fortress is?
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